The weekly sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1886-1887, 1887-06-02


Mrs. l.. E. Amis of Granville CO., N.
c., ,author Of An American Prince
Poems, &c.
CHAPTER xxx.
The entire party met again at the
breakfast table; the gentlemen all
having risen early to enjoy the beauty
and fiushness of the Ravenswood
grounds.
After a feminine chat in Mrs. Vivi-
ans room, l proposed to return to my
duties at Barronville, but was inform
ed, to my great delight, that Ernest,
with DIR. Walker and Philip, had gone
with the pheton to bring the family
from the1e-Dr. Barron, Winnie and
little Lula, to spend the day at Ra-
venswood-and they were not long in
coming.
We all stood upon the massive stone
porch, looking down upon the two
lions, and watching the carriage with
its freight of anxiously expected guests.
AS it rounded the circular avenue, a
long white plume upon a black velvet
hat appeared, the beautiful head and
face underneath, leaning out to look
at the flowers, and to inhale the fra
GRANGE of the magnolias and cape jes-
samines. Little Lula clapped her
hands with childish delight, and even
Rena, who was mounted behind, seem
ed to share the pleasure and surprise
of Lula and the fair young mistress.
AS we looked upon them in their
approach, Helen exclaimed:
"What lovely little creature. |
never saw more beautiful face in all
my lifer'
As the carriage stopped, Philip
sprang to the ground, and after first
depositing little Lula upon the steps,
received the beautiful form OF his be-
loved, and leaving the others to take
care of themselves, he led her to Mrs.
Vivian, who, with Helen, now took
the fair young guest into their own
charge.
Dr.. Barron did not come with them,
but said he "would walk over after
awhile" 1 took Lula by the hand
and led her in among the pictures, and
the statuary, and flowers, where
left her for the time, as happy as a
bird or kitten.
I will not dwell TOO long upon the
varied pleasures of that day. In heart
and memory, it will be a lifelong de
light. DR.. Barron came over before
dinner, and even has sad face was
lighted up with sociability and con
tentment of appearance and demeanol
that [ had never seen in him before
| knew that every one felt for him
and with tact and delicacy did what
they could to make him forget for the
time the sorrowful past.
Paul and had but little to say te
each other, but he managed to be neal
me most of the time; and when he lee
me in to dinner be said nothing, bu
took my hand and placed it upon hi:
arm, giving gentle pressure witt
his own slender fingers as he did so
DIR. Walker was the only one wht
failed to enter into the full enjoymen1
and conviviality of the party. ELL
was more quiet than usual, and
thought there was a tinge of sadnes
in his. voice, as he said to me in tn,
evening:
81 suppose Miss Rembert, that ou
pleasant party will soon be broken VI
and scattered, and each one started
upon his separate voyage and destina
ton, yoat to happiness and L to-
Menico :" which was indeed soon lit
orally fulfilled. But replied:
Whatever direction you may take
Doctor, | trust that happiness vii
await you at the end of the journey
even if it fails to attend you upon tn
way" and he quickly finished the sen
tence for me by saying, 'as it Ger
tainly has so far.
1t was all arranged in a privat
conference that the marriage of Win
ME and Philip should take place O
Thursday, the day already appointed
and in the evening the Barronvill
party returned, including myself, an
escorted by all the younger gentleme
of the party, who, after an hour Q
two, returned again to Ravenswooe
Paul gave me his hand on leaving
and said:
''Shall we meet again to morrow ?
l replied, II suppose so,' and he said
Goodbye for tonight then," an
followed on after the others who WEI
mounting their horses at the gate.
was arranged that on Thursday Aur
Fanny and Uncle Ed and myself, wit
Philip and his bride, and his brothe
were all to start northward, Phil
and Winnie going on to New Yorl
while my uncle and aunt, with mysel
were to leave them at Weldon, and 2
at once to "Woodlawn," our Mort
Carolina home Paul had not mad
known his plans, and I do not thin
that any one asked him of them. q